I will not deny what I desire.
My lips want your lips,
not a substitute.
– Hafiz (Hafez)
Me: Oh, fuck, yes!
You: He’s talking about Allah, God, the Divine, you know, you heathen whore.
Me: He. Is. Not.
You: He is.
I don’t care. I wrap myself in the words, drown myself in them. Oh, fuck. I think I just touched the Divine. What a nasty trick to play on an atheist, Sufi mystic.
Words.
mjc
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Writer. Reader. Angster. Reformed Bohemian (not). Author of the erotic romance TELL ME, the erotic tragedy (with a happy ending) CONSEQUENCES (of defensive adultery), the award-winning rom-com (she's versatile) CHERRY PIE CURE, and TEXT ME, CUPID--a (slightly dirty) love story for 21st century adults who don't believe in love... but want it anyway. A sought-after speaker and presenter, Colette is also the author of the Dirty Writing Secrets Series, which includes the non-fiction collection of essays ROUGH DRAFT CONFESSIONS: not a guide to writing and selling erotica and romance but full of inside inside anyway, 101 FLIRTY WRITING PROMPTS TO SEDUCE YOUR MUSE, and ORGANIZED CREATIVE. She's also the curator of the fab YYC Queer Writers anthologies Queer Christmas in Cowtown, Screw Chocolate, and A Queer Summer Night's in Cowtown. Releasing Spring 2020: CUPID IN MONTE CARLO.
m jane colette 
I love hafiz!
When your eyes have found the strength
To constantly speak to the world
All that is most dear
To your own
Life,
When your hands, feet and tongue
Can perform in that rare unison
That comforts this longing earth
With the knowledge
Your soul,
Your soul has been groomed
In His city of love;
And when you can make others laugh
With jokes
That belittle no one
And your words always unite,
Hafiz
Does vote for you.
Hafiz will vote for you to be
The minister of every country in
This universe.
Hafiz does vote for you my dear.
I vote for you
To be
God.
-hafiz
Oh, I didn’t know that one. Source + translator please?
http://www.amazon.com/The-Gift-Hafiz/dp/0140195815
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